Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

I did not look up at him.

I angled the handlebars, trying to slip the front wheel past the rubber seal of the sedan’s trunk, but the metal pedal caught on the latch.

“Let me show you something,” Daniel said, a small, tight smile touching the corners of his mouth.

“If you took the front wheel off, it would actually fit, but I suppose that requires tools continue reading …